Chapter 27

“Your br*asts are swollen as though they might burst, and your lips keep working.”

Kiril’s gaze turned toward the inside of Gayeon’s lips. He could see the damp, vivid red cave.

He wanted to see the inside filled with his s*men. Not a meaningless seed spilled where she could not see, but the desire to feed it to her under the gaze of eyes looking straight at him lifted its head.

“It’ll probably taste a little different from that time.”

He slowly straightened his waist. Grabbing the back of Gayeon’s neck, writhing as though to hold on to the warmth slipping away, he made her bury her face against his navel.

The p*nis pressing straight at the back of her neck was too upright and too large.

“Take it in this far and s*ck.”

Covering half of it with his hand, Kiril said it.

“It’s too big, it won’t go in……”

Seeing the fear in her eyes, he pressed the tip to her lips. A throbbing ache pierced her where the sensitive end caught there. He barely held back a burst of laughter, almost like a spasm.

“You held it well before. Remember having your br*ast sucked?”

Lowering his hand, he caught one of Gayeon’s n*pples and twisted it. Her n*pple was mercilessly rubbed between his fingers. At the stinging pain, as though it were being torn off, she opened her lips wide. Instead of the scream she had been about to let out, flesh entered her mouth.

The tip pushed in until her cheeks bulged.

“Mmph!”

“Just s*ck that much. Purse and relax.”

Kiril’s hand patted Gayeon’s cheek. The mucous membrane inside her mouth wrapped around his p*nis. Unintentionally, her tongue kept prodding at the opening of the tip. The saliva trailing from between her lips looked sweet enough to make him wet his lips.

Watching her, eyes half-lidded, s*ck at what had been placed in her mouth, Kiril said,

“You opened your mouth, but what about your legs?”

“Uhn……”

“Will you spread them for me?”

A damp quality clung to his voice. From only this much stimulation, his p*nis swelled as though it might burst at any moment.

“Angel.”

“Hngh.”

The sight of her unable even to answer properly with his p*nis filling her throat gave him intense satisfaction. If this was what having s*x felt like, if it was something that could calm the frenzied emptiness and murderous urges inside him that not even killing someone could fill.

It was not bad. No, rather, he no longer wanted to let her take even a single step outside this cabin.

L*st felt while looking at another person. The eyes of the woman who had sat on the terrace railing, looking at him, then toppled backward just like that.

The small body that had stood in front of him and blocked his way.

“Will you live here for the rest of your life, doing nothing but sucking my d*ck?”

This was a sanctuary in his memories that no one could violate.

A place no one could invade, and from which no one could leave. Should he keep her here like this? Lock her up and turn her into a pretty doll that spread her legs to welcome him every time he came.

“That’s what I want to do.”

What a pathetic bastard.

He ridiculed Lloyd to the fullest. A madman who had only circled around her, denying his own desire.

“Hm? Lloyd can’t come here.”

The moment he did, his body would be torn to pieces. Kiril fully intended to throw him to the tigers as feed. He soothed with sweet words, but the meaning within them was terrifying.

When he grabbed Gayeon’s hair and bent her neck back as if he would snap it, his swollen p*nis released s*men just like that.

The s*men shot past her throat and kept flowing without end.

Only when she began coughing and choking did Kiril pull his waist back at last.

“D-don’t talk nonsense.”

Saying that, s*men she had not been able to swallow trickled down from between Gayeon’s lips.

Her lips, rubbed raw from sucking him, were red beyond red. At the sight of the thick white fl*id dripping down, Kiril’s eyes darkened.

“Mmph! Ngh!”

Forcing her parted lips open even wider, he sucked at the inside.

When her tongue was bitten, the taste of blood spread. Only after he had licked up his s*men to his satisfaction and Gayeon’s saliva was trailing down did he finally pull his mouth away. That slick, briny body fl*id glistened on both their lips, and Kiril kept putting out his tongue to lick it away.

“Can I keep coming? In your mouth.”

He asked pitifully, as though he had never spoken in such a commanding way.

“Or down here, inside this hole. Between your legs. If that won’t work, then open your *ss for me. F*ck, open anywhere you can.”

The one burning unbearably with want was this man. The p*nis that had slid between her legs rubbed against the split there as if it would pierce through it. Her cl*toris was drawn against the opening of the head as if being sucked in, then rubbed hotly.

“Ahk! Ah, ah!”

His p*nis was rigid. Though the scent of a male still lingered in her mouth, it had not gone soft. Rather, it stood even stiffer, and if Gayeon let any strength leave her legs even for a moment, it seemed ready to push inward and probe inside.

Her br*asts shook each time he moved his hips.

At some point, the hard bed against her back and the heat of Kiril covering her body made it impossible for her to come to her senses.

Kiril’s fingers, still gripping her br*ast, moved lower. Then they rubbed both his s*x and her cl*toris at once.

Unlike his s*x, which only brushed past, his fingers persistently pressed and rubbed that small flesh. Exactly until the moment right before Gayeon reached her cl*max.

“Ah, ahng! Uh…… haa……, ah!”

Moisture quickly gathered at his fingertips. As he swept over her, he spread the wetness leaking from her opening all over her s*x.

The space between Gayeon’s legs, which had been closed tight enough that he could barely get a hand in, loosened. At first, one finger parted the flesh inside.

A single hard knuckle pushed in all the way to the end of the nail.

“The inside is wet, but it’s incredibly tight.”

At this rate, it was obvious his c*ck would not even get the head inside. He grabbed both her ankles and lifted them high.

“At this rate, can it even swallow one finger?”

He tried not to consciously look between her legs. He would definitely end up forcing his s*x into that small hole roughly. But after he spread her legs wide and lowered his gaze, a low exclamation slipped from Kiril’s mouth.

Bright red flesh, far beyond anything the inside of her mouth could compare to, came into view wetly.

“Angel.”

He breathed out her name like a sigh.

“Uh……”

Gayeon’s hand covered below as if to hide it. Rubbing his face against it obscenely, Kiril placed short kisses between each of her fingers.

“So this is why your name is Angel. Between your legs, I can see the red paradise I want.”

Kiril’s breath, spilling words through the gaps of her fingers, touched her exposed flesh, the most sensitive part. She flinched, and the thin flesh covering the opening, as delicate as if it had been finely sliced, quivered. When he bit down hard on Gayeon’s fingers, she instinctively pulled her hand back.

At that moment, he rubbed his lips against that flesh.

The smell rushing into his nose was so indecent it was almost suffocating. From the opening came an astonishing scent, as if it were calling a man in.

It was such a dizzying fragrance that it felt like he could bury his nose there and breathe it in all day. Kiril pushed a little deeper into the opening that had barely swallowed even one knuckle of his finger.

“Hng…….”

It was tight, but it took him in cleanly.

Creak, creak.

“And it only managed to take one finger.”

The wanton sound it made rang clearly in Kiril’s ears as he kept his face close enough that it felt as though he might disappear into that opening.

“I wonder how loud it’ll get if I push myself in here.”

Already, his p*nis could not hold back and was spilling clear fl*id in streams. Then his s*men followed belatedly.